After the harrowing and dangerous journey of Hellsing, join (y/n) as he tackles his new hell, Zombies. How will he handle the undead and other survivors, we shall see. This is a sequel to my previous books so it's recommended that you read them firs...
Saya and Kohta were standing by a classroom door as they watched as chaos erupted around them.
Saya: (thoughts) People are eating people, this isn't even funny.
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Saya and Kohta were running down the hall. The 2 ran past a student who was bitten on the neck, calling out for his mom before he was grabbed and killed by a zombie.
Kohta: Takagi, where do you think you're running to?
Saya: And what exactly would your brilliant plan be?
Kohta: I was gonna talk to the teachers in the faculty room and-
Saya: That's pointless. *stops running and peeks around the corner* What do you think a bunch of stupid teachers can do about it? *runs around the corner*
Kohta: *checks behind him* But Takagi, this is just- it's kinda- *runs after her* because of this I- *stops when Saya stops, breathing heavily*
Saya: I've got a question for you.
Kohta: What is it?
Saya: *turns slightly to look at Kohta* Do you want to die? Or do you want to live?
Kohta: Well that's umm- *turns to see the dead zombie on the ground*
Both heard knocking on the door and they both looked over to see a group of 6 students knocking at the door.
Saya: They had the same idea as you, let's see how it works for them.
Both Saya and Kohta watched as a group of students tried to get into the faculty room before they were grabbed and eaten by zombies, Kohta jumping in horror.
Saya: *turns back to Kohta and points at him* You want to live, right? Then stick with me.
Kohta nodded fearfully, his glasses falling slightly.
Saya: Let's go chubby.
Just before the 2 ran off, both heard a loud noise.
*Cutlass gunshots*
Kohta: That sounds like gunshots.
Saya: Yeah, it does.
Kohta: (thoughts) I've never heard gunshots like those before.
Saya: Come on.
Both ran across the bridge that they were standing on, trying to get to a safer location.
Inside of the school
(y/n) walked over the massive pile of bodies he created, gun magazines and brass shell casings littering the ground as he walked away from where he stood, an entire circle of zombie bodies lay still as blood leaked out of bullet wounds. He went down a floor, the ground floor, to the area he and the others would be taking and shot all the zombies that stood near the staircase.
